I'm a big fan of pen and paper. Pencil and paper. Crayons and paper. It harkens back to my youth when I literally carried a full pencil case around with me, with 10 -12 sharpened pencils in it. Accompanying this must have case of untapped imagination and creativity waiting to be exposed, was a notebook. A notebook of writings - fiction. I started writing fiction at a young age and had to have a clean, sharpened pencil (not pen) to use for each page. Color me superstitious, if you must.
Over the years I've discovered that some people are born writers - the way some people are born athletes, able to run faster and farther, or shoot better baskets, or hit the ball harder and farther, with what seems like little effort. The born athletes put far more time in practicing their craft than meets the eye. In writing, folks who create new worlds of imagery, and pen detailed prose that takes readers out of the world they actually live in (dispels the 'disbelief'... makes the content so real, it becomes part of the reader's world), are few and far between. Yes, there are talented folk who do it easiy, with what seems like little effort, but... in truth, even these people edit, edit, edit.